I like the top photograph best but, regarding balls, I have long been aware that most males appear to be afflicted with this congenital fault that compels them to spend their lives thinking about balls, throwing balls, hitting them with sticks or bats, catching balls, kicking balls, raving about the manner in which others kick balls (particularly worrying, the latter), confusing balls with versions of religion, and generally holding their own balls if all else fails, this peculiarity most prevalent in Mediterranean lands, where, in a spirit of kindness, it might be excused as a product of the heat.
Issuing even more free balls into this over-balled world is not, in my honest opinion, doing a damned thing towards the progress of mankind. In fact, I would advocate a bonfire of the balls. Then, at last, folks might at last enjoy a lazy morning or afternoon at the beach.
A pox on both your balls, as the Man might have written!
;-)
Rob C